Thursday, April 26, 2012

This Time It's Personal...

I thought I would weigh in on the GOP’s “war on women”. Since I am a woman, it seems an appropriate topic for me to discuss and I can claim to be somewhat of an expert at being female. Pundits and our friendly neighborhood Congress and our lawmakers do not seem to agree and those of us that are weighted with the X-Chromosome are hardly heard from at all, relegated once again to the back of the galley to be seen and not heard by our “betters”. Time and again I have sat in stunned disbelief as the Right gets more and more radicalized and strives to throw us back to the disparity and callousness of the Victorian era, an idealized version of society that only favored white men, let me clarify that, it only favored white wealthy men and never really existed in the first place. It is a fairy tale that the wealthy warm themselves with at bedtime.
Poor? Too bad, send your lazy kids to work cleaning up the schools they attend and get your dinner from a garbage can. Oliver would feel right at home. Can’t pay your bills? We have for-profit prisons just dying to throw you behind bars. That’s right folks; it is the return of the debtor’s prison.  Lost your job and can’t pay your mortgage? The big banks will falsify your paperwork, throw you out and tell you to live in your car, if you have one, while handing themselves big bonuses. There are homeless camps springing up all over the country, almost as bad as the Great Depression. Sick and have no insurance? Treat yourself with a do it yourself guide to surgery, go deeply in debt to stay alive (or get harassed by bill collectors while in the hospital or refused treatment until you pay), or just hope for the best until it’s too late and you die. Want to get a college degree? Here are some student loans that will straddle you with massive debt that will take you your entire working life to repay, that you can never bankrupt away, and with a huge interest rate to boot. Have skin that is slightly darker than a St. Tropez tan? Show me your papers, don’t walk to the corner store, just accept that you will have less chance to get a job and are far more likely to be thrown in jail.
The idiocy of all of this is lost on the tea-partiers and the god, guns, and, gays tunnel vision that is their red meat. The radicalized right who are in our government has been growing increasingly insane by the year turning into some crazed Chicken Little who preys on the ignorance and base fears of the poor, racist, uneducated, and uninformed. All of this Kabuki Theater in front while their elected officials laugh at their base behind their back and pick their pocket at the same time, siphoning off our countries wealth to those that need it least. The corporations and their fat cats continue to be given free rein to do as they please and we all suffer as a result, from a polluted environment to draconian laws to keep us line. And oh soooo much more. 

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Just some random rumblings...

I know I may be pilloried for it but I like manufactured groups, not all of them, and most of the groups I like are from England who seemed to have turned this particular band niche into an art form. But I can say with confidence that I like the music enough to know that the kind of poppy melodies and dancey tunes appeal to my sense of fun. I don’t need all my music to be deep; sometimes it’s enough to be entertained. It started with the Spice Girls, the penultimate manufactured group. I fell for their loony brand of Girl Power hook line and sinker. I have all of their music, which I still listen to and thoroughly enjoy, saw them in concert for their reunion tour and if they released any new music, I’d most likely buy it. Being a fan of Robbie Williams has turned me into a fan of his youthful boy band Take That. He is the UK’s Justin Timberlake and is a far bigger star there than here. Fairly recently after years apart, they reunited first without Robbie and later with and released some very good songs and several albums. Currently, I am loving another girl “band” called Girls Aloud. This band was put together from individual contestants from the British The X-Factor, which blows away its American counterpart. For these guys, I must pick and choose their songs but so many are so good that I can overlook the stinkers.